"What's the matter? What kind of ninja who came to the stage set up a ring here to challenge the Central Plains martial arts, which was reported by the government, once he competed in the ring, life and death did not matter......

Reading the latest and most complete novels, we have to maintain order around like our grandson, don't let the audience make trouble, we can only watch our Chinese people being cleaned up by the Japanese below, what's the matter! The old catcher glanced around and muttered angrily.

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, but his eyes looked at the long sword that the martial arts practitioner placed on the table, and continued without being salty: "Martial arts practice, isn't your martial arts hall teaching Shaolin kung fu?" He didn't continue to say this, but just looked at each other with two eyes, obviously saying something, and the eyes of the people around him also looked at this martial arts practice.

The martial arts instructor on the opposite side blushed, turned his head to look at the eyes looking at him in the dining hall, quickly lowered his head and took a sip of the tea next to him, and muttered in his mouth: "Damn, so many masters have broken in the hands of others, and my little teacher is not sent to death?" Even the chief instructor of our martial arts hall shook his head and ran back after watching it under the ring for a day."

His words caused a round of boos around, Zhang Zhutou saw the embarrassed appearance of the other party, knew that his words were serious, and followed the round and said: "Also, it is said that a very famous master of internal strength in the nearby Wuyuan Mountain was seriously injured by the opponent, and ordinary people are not sent to death when they go up?" ”

When he said this, he sighed: "Hey, isn't there anyone in the huge Central Plains Martial Arts who can clean up a ninja?" ”

At this time, the young catcher next to him whispered: "Forget it, don't say it, you don't look around that ninja, there are always seven or eight ronins with katanas at their waists, it is said that this ninja is the most famous ninja family in the Wa country, it seems to be called the Takahashi family, they didn't find an opponent in their own country, this time they came to Huaxia, it was specifically to challenge our major martial arts schools in China, I heard that they have traveled a lot of places, no one has beaten them at all, and they have injured many masters."

He looked around, and whispered: "Forget it, don't stimulate these martial arts practitioners, it's useless to go up, you haven't seen the tragic appearance of those who were killed and injured, forget it."

At this time, the Wan brothers on the table next to them had already pricked up their ears. They have always followed the teachings of their ancestors in the past and have never stepped out of the mountains. Usually, only the elders in the clan who have reached a certain level of skill go out every year to learn about some outside world affairs, and organize special people to use some animal skins obtained from hunting to go outside to exchange for some daily necessities.

And these young people will only let them go out to practice until they are successful in kung fu and reach the age of marriage, so they don't know much about the martial arts in the outside world.

They had only heard from the elders in the past, and they knew that there were many martial arts sects in the land of China, and there were some people who were advanced in martial arts. In the coastal areas, there are often some ronins from a small country called Wa Guo on the other side of the sea, who often rely on martial arts to burn, kill and loot near the coast, and do all kinds of evil, and some martial arts people of various sects often come to the coastal cities to eliminate violence and peace, and drive out the Wakos.

Now they listen to the meaning of the words of the people around them, these ronins are still rampant here, and they have set up a ring to challenge the Central Plains martial arts, and the disciples of many sects have also lost to this ninja from the Wa country in the competition, and they will be injured if they don't die. It seems that the methods of this ninja are extremely cruel, and there is no virtue of a warrior at all. The competition is a competition of kung fu, and it is not a life-and-death fight, how can you casually hurt people and take people's lives!

When his younger brother Wanda heard this, he couldn't help it, put down the chopsticks in his hand, turned his head to look around, and opened his mouth to ask what was going on? Brother Wanxing hurriedly glared at him sternly and forbade him to speak.

At this moment, a noisy shout suddenly came from outside: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" "Hurry up and find Lang Zhong!" With the sound of hurried footsteps, a group of men with long swords at their waists carried a wounded man and hurried into the inn.

When the people in the inn heard the shouts outside, they all looked at the door. The young catcher glanced out of his eyes, and whispered to the old catcher: "Isn't this the Wudang disciple who was injured by that ninja in the ring just now?" It turns out that they also live here".

Wan Xing and the two looked at the door intently, and saw that several people with anxious faces were indeed dressed as martial artists, with strange hats on their heads, fast boots on their feet, and swords hanging from their waists. The two suddenly remembered the elder's description in the past, these people should be very famous disciples of the Wudang Sect, that is a Taoist martial arts sect, and the one on their heads should be wearing a Dao crown.

In the past, when they were practicing, the elders of the clan had given them a detailed introduction to the martial arts and clothing characteristics of the various sects in the Central Plains, reminding them that when they encountered the disciples of these sects in the future, they should try not to have conflicts.

Several Wudang disciples hurriedly came to the door of the inn, and the person who walked in front had blood-red eyes, he entered the door and hurriedly glanced at the people dining in the hall, and saw swords and other weapons on several tables, knowing that these people were martial arts people. He hurriedly raised his hand and clenched his fist to the voices of several tables of people and said in a choked voice: "Brothers, we are from the Wudang faction, just now my junior brother went to the ring to compete with that ronin, and was injured by the opponent in the meridians, do you know how to use smart medical skills?" Save my brother".

Several people around immediately stood up, and one of them took out the medicine bag from his body and walked over, saying in his mouth, "What are you doing so politely?" They are all people who practice martial arts in Huaxia, I am from the Huashan faction, I have ancestral medicine for injuries, but it is mainly for the treatment of external injuries, I don't know if I can help you", a few people at the other table also took out the medicine bag and walked over.

Wanxing and Wanda were about to stand up when they heard each other's anxious words, Wanxing's eyes flashed, and they saw the old man in his sixties sitting in the innermost part standing up with a gleam in his eyes. Wanxing hurriedly pulled his brother's arm and sat down again, and gently snuggled his mouth at the old man.

Wanda raised his eyes to look at the old man, and when he saw that the old man was walking towards their table, he quickly lowered his head and picked up his chopsticks again, pretending that nothing happened. He immediately saw from the old man's eyes and the pace of his movement that the other party was indeed an old man with profound internal skills.

When the old man walked past their table, he suddenly raised his right hand, and Wan Xing quietly held the teacup in his hand, but his younger brother Wanda unconsciously emitted a protective true qi from his body. The old man's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand and slowly wiped his gray hair, and walked quietly past the little brothers.

The Wan brothers kept bowing their heads and were silent, but out of the corner of their eyes, they had already seen the light flashing in the old man's eyes, and after they saw the old man walking by, the two brothers raised their heads and looked at each other. Both of them have been practicing ancestral internal skills since childhood, and they naturally know that only masters of internal skills who have reached a certain level of internal strength can have such a sharp gaze in their eyes.